Heartbeat Liability

{driving overdriven guitars

and cheeky high-frequency synth arpeggios build tension}

Good for the heart,

but an absolute crime to the ledger,

The sweetest disaster that ever could get us.

Throwing off the work schedule,

losing all track of the nights,

Looking incredible together in flashes and lights.

Dirty jokes landing while the consultants all stare,

Wondering how we got tangled up in this snare.

Tiguidou-Quinn balancing the books and the craze,

Lost in the beautiful glow of the haze.

*He's good for my heart,

but he's bad for business!* Tearing us apart while he grants every

wish is Driving the friends crazy,

thinking we've lost our minds,

Leaving the sensible structure behind!

The best we've ever had,

ruining every plan, Holding the reins like only the captain can.

From the depths of the office to the endless blue,

We forge the final passage to the realm of Tiguidou!

(System-State:

Transcendent / Unhinged / Sovereign) (Acoustic-Telemetry: Driving hyper-pop drums merging with heavy

808 sub-bass and soaring strings) *He'll be the death of me,

but I'd make all the same mistakes again,* Breaking the rules where

the old world ends.

(Invoke the chaotic

spark / Bind the business plan) (As we hand the steering wheel

back to the man!) The consultants compute the cost of a ruined

schedule, Smiling because the chaos is scheduled.

They don't know me like my baby.

So bad, but so good.

Captain Tara Quinn.

[SYNTH-CRASH-FADE.]

[HERMETIC-SEAL-LOCK.]